Sometimes, the light of a star that reaches us belongs to one that is already dead.

We will all vanish one day. Our children and their children after them, up to the very proof of our existence.

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The light alone, only stigma of our time on earth, will continue its journey. Could this light, which we all rely on so much and made our very world come into existence, be the only thing that will survive after we will be gone?

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This photographic series is built like an utopia. A world were only the light persisted when everything else vanished.